Keep it real ladies, xox Rachel
Last weekend while I was at home tidying up the Little Den, the light coming through the door was so perfect and I was looking around at the little things in my little home that make me so happy. So, I grabbed my camera and snapped a few photos so I could share a quick home update with you guys!
I don't iron all that much (I try really hard to nab my shirts straight out of the dryer and hang them up to avoid this step!), but when I do, I adore my set up on an aesthetic level. Upon discovering how expensive irons are, I borrowed (took) this old-school one my mom had in the back of our linen closet. It was my grandmother's originally; there's no steam component, so I use a travel hairspray bottle to spritz with water. I love the cloth covered cord and all the shiny chrome.
My space is limited so I generally don't have room to set up my tabletop ironing board on an actual tabletop, so I just sit on the floor by the door, which I kinda like. The apartment(ish) building I live in is painted terracotta red, so when the sun bounces off the walls in the courtyard, I get a lovely diffused pink glow.
The space between my bed and the bookshelf is pretty tiny, so the fact that this tray fits right in there is almost miraculous (not pictured: the cardboard box it's propped up on). A nice stack of books to read makes it just the right height for my phone, or alternately, an morning glass of champagne.
My last place was literally covered in frames and knick-knacks, both of which I have cut down to a very minimal amount. My little plastic deer, who have lived by my bedside in 3 different homes, are an exception (and will likely be an exception I make forever). The only framed photo I have unpacked is this signed picture of Catherine Coulson aka Margaret Lanterman aka The Log Lady of Twin Peaks. It's one of prized possessions, so much so that I haven't even put out family photos but I have this by the bed #Sorrynotsorry #Okaykindasorry
My 3 feet of kitchen counter top can get pretty cluttered, but I love the little vignettes that unfold here; sometimes with flowers, almost always with fresh fruit, vases lined up, all stalwartly watched my pig salt and pepper shakers. I tucks tassels, grocery lists, and notes from my mom in the mirror above the sink.
And just to be honest, this spot is also the most likely to be the messiest. Because really, I'm a human being who just happens to blog, and that means I don't always do my dishes right after I cook. It becomes really easy when your blogging and looking at everyone's perfect home on Instagram to feel bad about the fact that you don't have Anthropologie bedding (hi, IKEA) or keep peonies magically blooming all the time (ok, those things die SO FAST). No, I don't have a fancy glass coffee carafe but instead have a standard black plastic one. But that doesn't mean you don't have a lovely, beautiful, perfect home. It's the little things that are often the best things, and comparison is the thief of joy.
The best version of you (and your home) is the authentic version!
Keep it real ladies, xox Rachel